Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

have the kitchen staff prepare something for

It'll be ready soon.

hour later, the kitchen

sat in a wheelchair, two female helpers pushed her into the bathroom

groomed

little color returned to her face when

her cheeks were still sunken, and

gaze was deep

down, and put his arms around her waist

arms, a look of hatred flashed across

her limbs were devoid of any strength to resist

her carefully to the dining

he sat her on his lap and continued to hold

that his straightened suit was all crumpled

mobility

at her tenderly and affectionately, Jameson cut the steak into small pieces and fed

Island knew Jameson's patience was reserved

her moistened

by piece, she finished the

replaced by an emptiness, a darkness

good," Jameson whispered, his fingers grazing her cheek,

so that you'll look good in your wedding dress when you're a

also very beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought about that drug that could

overly resistant against Jameson's